"Mission: Destroy 15 mobile suits in under 5 minutes. Commence!" Alex's Leo wielded its sub-machine gun and made its way toward the pack of Leos. He shoots wildly, but accurately at them and riddled 2 Leos with bullets. Three Leos came toward Alex with their own weapons. One of the Leos came rushing by with a beam saber. Alex quickly moved his mobile suit to the side and shot the Leo in the back. The Leo exploded, sending shrapnel everywhere. Alex quickly turned around shot the other two mobile suits. Alex dropped the sub-machine, well not dropped; you can't drop anything in space, and wielded his beam saber. He rushed toward a Leo wielding a beam scythe and crushed the Leo's main camera with his shield. He swung across the Leo's waist, cutting it in half. Alex easily got rid of the other mobile suits just using his shield and beam saber with out even getting a scratch. He hears the cheer of the crowds and smile as he got out of the VR room.

"Man, that was awesome! I was watching you on the monitor. No one else can even pass mission eight!" One of the people in the crowd exclaimed.

Alex just smiled as random people he didn't even know patted him on the back. Alex had just completed the VR: The Mobile Suit Experience. A game released by the CSC to help entertain the public. It was said that it was the closest anyone could be in a mobile suit battle with being in the military.

Meanwhile, in the CSC HQ on Colony H-17, data was being received.

"Colonel! I think you should see this!" Corporal Miller, amazed, shouted.

"Miller? What is it?" Colonel Horne was too busy to even look up from his work.

"The game we released, to monitor and find natural piloting skills. It has found someone we could use!"

Colonel Horne rushed to see the data that was shown on the monitor. "Marvelous! Outstanding! This boy's reaction time...his accuracy...his weapon skill and knowledge...it's great. He does better than most of the corporals out there!"

Miller looked at Horne through the corners of his eyes, the redirected his attention to the screen. Miller had to confess, the boy was good for not having any true battle experience.

Horne brought up the residency of the boy, "F-9...a neutral colony. No problem. No problem at all. Miller, get 1st Lieutenant Jay on retrieving the boy. I want him here in a week."

"Yessir."

Alex kissed his mom goodbye as she gave him a cheerful "Good bye! Do well at school! No C's!" You know, those kinds of things. He walked down the hustle and bustle of the streets for about a mile until he got to the subway station. Some people recognized him from the arcade last weekend and waved at him. Alex just politely waved back, having no idea why they we were waving at him. They were acting as though he was some kind of hero, which Alex thought he was not.

Alex boarded the subway and grabbed hold of a reign. He didn't mind standing up; he was use to it. There was rarely a seat open on the subway. The subway halted suddenly, as it always did and threw Alex forward into an awfully pretty girl.

Alex blushed and apologized, "Sorry, Miss. I didn't --"

The young lady interrupted, "Tee hee, don't be sorry. It's not your fault."

Alex smiled and got off the bus, followed by the young lady. Alex went up to ground level while the young lady stayed behind underground. She took out a picture, took a careful look at it, nodded, and went up to ground level.

Alex was about halfway to school. Alex always took a shortcut threw an alleyway to avoid "people traffic". Alex stopped dead in his tracks. It felt as though a humming bird just flew by his neck at a hundred miles an hour. Alex looked in a corner of the outside of the building. He saw a dart. I rather long dart. Given that he was in an alley and something was just shot at him, he broke into a sprint. He felt a bit paranoid, but you can never be too careful. He thought he heard footsteps behind him. Someone running behind him, but he didn't look back. He was too scared.

Alex slowed down. He had gone through the maze of alleyways and thought he had lost whatever was chasing him. Yeah, he thought. As soon as he slowed down, he felt a sharp piercing pain in his neck. Alex hit the ground, hard. Alex bled from his forehead. He thought he was dying. He only sees black.